¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
For the first time in about a few years, Joćo wanted to just sit somewhere without doing anything at all. Well, sure, thinking was an activity... for the lazy and 'philosophers'. It always bugged him to no end, for he was that capable to think of something else while doing another thing. This time though, with so much in his head, he had this sudden urge to sit and think. And he was going to sit by the Whomping Willow, of course, to watch the tree hunt trees at the same time. It inspired him, in a way.
With a heavy coat on in this weather--his hot Brazilian blood couldn't support the humid British air--he lay a blanket down on the grass by a tree--he couldn't afford his expensive jeans getting grass-stained--and sat down, facing the tree, doing absolutely nothing other than thinking.
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